//------------------------------// // Burn it Down // Story: "Being the new kid ain't so bad here" // by SolidFerret //------------------------------// "Bro, next class. 3, 2 ,1." "P.E." "P.E." Hard Chord and Electronic Notes went down the hall to the gym. Clearly nervous about their next class. "Just hope whoever the teacher is isn't a damn army dude or something." Hard chord assured his brother. "I'm still not that athletic." Notes pointed as they ran down the hall. "Chill bro, we got this." Hard Chord said as they walked into the gym. "Hey, you two. Into the locker rooms." A muscular man said. "A well built dude inviting two boys into the locker room, Hard Chord!" Notes began to get scared. "Shut up." Hard Chord said as they walked in. Noticing how no a single person was in there, Notes asked. "Are we early?" "Yeah." The teacher said as he stepped into his office. (yes. My school had the teachers office in the locker room.) "You two can get loaners for the day. You will not be marked down. Bring a check for that tomorrow. I also advise bringing better running shoes than..." He looked down. "Converse and Vans. Worse type of shoes for P.E." "Not something you want to hear on the first day but okay. Got it." "By the way, I'm Coach William." (Me again, yes, I called Iron Will William) "And your names are?" "Hard Chord." "Electronic Notes." "Got, feel free to change. Oh, you're gonna need a locker." The next moments were spent with Notes and Hard Chord getting his locker number, lock, lock combination etc. The two changed as the room locker filled with other boys. After getting changed, they ran outside to see a small number of those that already changed. The number grew quickly as more got changed and went outside. The sun shined down on them as the two stood there. While the others went off to a group of friends, Hard Chord and Notes stood there. "Dude, whens lunch?" Notes asked. "I don't have my fucking schedule so I don't know." Hard Chord bickered. "But I wonder too. I'm getting hungry." The two only stood there, waiting for something to happen. That's when Notes noticed a few athletic kids coming over. 'Play it cool, Notes. Say nothing and they won't want to kill you.' "Hey, Hard Chord." 'Oh thank god. He's here for him.' Notes thought. "Oh, hey Soarin." Hard Chord said. The two fist bumped. He looked over and saw Notes. "Who's this?" He asked. "My brother, Electronic Notes." Hard chord told him. "Nice, I'm Soarin." He said as he, yet again, fist bumped Notes. The whistle blew that signaled the class to go sit in an area for their assigned teacher. There were four, two guys and two women. "Uh, where do we go?" Notes asked Mr. William. "You two, lets see..." He checked his list. "Notes is under my class, Hard Chord, you have Ms. Serny. She's over there." He pointed. "Alright, try to stay our of trouble." Hard Chord said as he walked off. notes seemed disappointed that he didn't at least wish him luck on his own, but he shrugged it off. Notes walked over to see several rows of kids. Most if not all hardly knew he was there. He sat down and put his head on his knees. Unknown to him, a girl with lightning blue hair looked up to see him in front of him. Feeling rather friendly, she said. "Hey, Notes." As if she already knew him. Notes looked up and turned to see a sight that caused him to stop. Beside the hair color, this girl had pale, white skin. Hey scarlet eyes stared at him with kindness. Her lips shined in the light from obvious lipstick. Her eyeliner gave her eyes a blue shade to them. (yes, I admire a girl with makeup on. I have to much of these.) "Do I know you?" He said quickly, nervous at the girl talking to him. "Oh, I forgot. I'm Vinyl Scratch. I was in your homeroom." "Oh." Notes said. "So you like electronic music?" She said enthusiastically. "Yeah." Notes said while trying to keep his cool. "Awesome." "What about you?" Notes asked. "Well, I'm a DJ." Vinyl said with pride. "That's freakin cool." "Yep. I do parties. Call me sometimes if you need a DJ for a party." Vinyl said as she leaned back. 'Play this right Notes.' He thought. "I don't have your number." He said. "I'll give it to you later." She said. 'Point Notes. Man, I am on fire.' "Okay, remember that." "Why would I?" "Most girls forget when it comes to me." Notes admitted. "Aw, you pour thing." Vinyl said teasingly. As for Hard Chord, he saw the conversation unfold. "Huh, looks like Vinyl found herself a new friend." A girl commented from behind him. Hard Chord looked over to see a girl with Rainbow hair. "That's my brother." He said. "Oh, I was gonna say-" "He's a nervous wreck. I know." "Well at least I don't have to say it now. Name's Rainbow Dash." "Hard Chord." Mr. William walked out. "All right, just a reminder, boys basketball try outs are next week. Other then that, we have basketball, soccer on the field or walk the track. Now go to one lap." In an instance, all of the classes were up and running. Hard Chord waited around the corner of the lockers. "Where the hell is Notes?" He asked out loud. "Over there with Vinyl." Pinkie pointed out. "When did you get here?" "I just got here. Hi, i'm Pinkie Pie. What's your name?" she said, dancing a little. "Hard Chord." "Neato. So you two are brothers." "Yeah." "Cool. I gotta get to Class. See ya and Notes around." Hard Chord went back to looking at his brother with Vinyl. The two had smiles practically branded on their faces. They laughed as if they didn't have a care in the world. "Lucky bastard."